City walls

The ritual began quickly, with flames roaring. This ritual required no offerings; rather, the prayers of everyone in the Sweetness City were the offerings.

Aside from those brought by Bai Mo, most of the people who came to Sweetness City were forced to come because they were oppressed and could no longer survive in their original countries.

Some people had their arms broken for accidentally bumping into a Kshatriya's chariot while walking on the road. Others had to leave because their food was taken away, and still others had to flee because their children were chosen as human sacrifices.

Dvaraka, Krishna lay on his bed, his eyes closed, as if listening. The memories and prayers of the people echoed not only in the house but also in his ears.

"To achieve great things, one must eventually face corresponding challenges," he murmured, gazing into the distance.

"But this time, it's to crush the corrupt Dharma. The Dharma of this world has lost its original foundation; it's time to overthrow it and rebuild it."

His words echoed in the house, and gradually, he seemed to fall asleep, his breathing becoming barely perceptible.

As Krishna fell asleep, somewhere, a being opened its eyes.

At that moment, the sound of warhorses rang out, impacting the thoughts and nerves of the people in the city.

The sound of hooves carrying chariots swept across the Daichi, crushing wild grass into dust. The vast army marched on, and it was truly baffling that so many countries would send troops to conquer just one.

At the very front of the army, in front of the chariot warriors, stood a uniquely styled warrior. These were the powerful beings created through sacrifices by various nations, people who possessed divine power.

The remaining chariot warriors were mostly people who possessed Brahma -like Magnetic Field Power. In fact, many national armies had people who had obtained Magnetic Field Power, similar to Yao Lian. These were basically people who personally led the army.

Before the alliance of many nations, the representative of Hastinapura, Nan Duryodhana, stood in the main seat. He looked at the distant city, his hands unconsciously clenching.

"You despicable scoundrel, you let me live back then, didn't you?"

A servant approached and reported, "Your Highness, a total of twenty-three countries have participated. This is an unprecedented spectacle that India has never seen before."

Upon hearing this, Duryodhana revealed a proud expression. After this battle, if he formed alliances with these countries, no one would be able to shake his position as crown prince.

Meanwhile, in the Sweetness City, Karna looked at the large army below, his tone somewhat puzzled.

"To be honest, I still don't understand why the Duryodhana would assemble an army to fight us to the death, even at the cost of spending a fortune."

The Bhima beside him said irritably, "It wouldn't be surprising Duryodhana this guy did something despicable. Maybe he's after your wealth. Karna, you can't expose your cows to wolves."

You agree, Arjuna.

Arjuna was taken aback when asked the question, then nodded somewhat blankly.

"Yes, yes."

The dark-skinned man next to Arjuna curled his lip in displeasure.

"Honestly, why did you have to get involved in this mess? You could have taken this opportunity to do so many other things, but you insisted on staying here as a lowly soldier guarding the city."

"Shut up, Black. This whole mess is entirely your fault," Arjuna said sternly, adding, "From now on, you are not allowed to touch my bow without my permission."

Upon hearing this, the dark-skinned man's face immediately turned sinister. He slowly retreated and disappeared into the shadows under the sun.

On the altar to the side, Bai Mo looked at the army in the distance and sighed helplessly.

"Now that you have obtained the power of the gods, why bother assembling an army? This kind of battle is not for ordinary soldiers. Have your soldiers withdraw."

Bai Mo's words were calm, yet they resonated clearly in the ears of every enemy soldier.

The soldiers looked at each other, and several leaders of the troops shouted, "This must be an enemy trick! Do not retreat! Prepare to advance!"

However, the next moment, several Magnetic Field Heavenly Blade fell, their powerful force slicing the Daichi open like cheese, encircling Sweetness City. At the same time, a series of thuds echoed from the army.

The soldiers' weapons were all severed in that instant.

At this, the soldiers, who still had some morale, immediately stopped in their tracks. The enemy's intention was clear: if he could cut the spears and banners in the soldiers' hands, he could take their heads.

"Soldiers, retreat!"

When one of the Kshatriya kings shouted this, the rest of the group stopped in their tracks. The alliance was indeed formed to eliminate Sweetness City, a nation that challenged the caste system, but they did not want to suffer losses for nothing.

Yes, so far they've been making a profit. Duryodhana they've given money; they even have a surplus after paying for the sacrifices. But if the army really suffers losses, that would truly hurt.

Standing in the main position, Duryodhana was furious and shouted at the men, "Why are you ordering the soldiers to retreat? So what if they don't have weapons? Does that mean they're not soldiers?"

"So you're afraid of that? What's there to be afraid of? He's not going to kill everyone, is he?"

None of the soldiers spoke. They outwardly obeyed Duryodhana, but in reality, each of these Kshatriyas had his own agenda.

You think you can get something for nothing after paying us? There's no such thing as a free lunch.

"Alright, child, do as that guy says. If you want to form an alliance with these guys, then have these soldiers withdraw." Shakuni opened one eye, which was full of vigilance.

"We can't counter this move from our opponents. These guys are just there to make up the numbers anyway, so let the warriors favored by the gods go."

Duryodhana nodded, then waved his banner. The kings responded, and several figures stepped out of the army formation. Their armor was magnificent, their bearing imposing, and they exuded tremendous power.

"Let's go!"

These people unleashed their power, and in an instant, the majestic divine power of countless gods was displayed. The power of the fire god transformed into a bird that fell from the sky, while the power of the water god transformed into countless serpents that burrowed into the Daichi...

This was a display of incredible power; these formidable forces crashed into the city walls like raging bulls, and Arjuna and the others almost lost their footing due to the powerful impact.

But the next moment, the light shone brightly, and Duryodhana hurriedly shielded his eyes with his hand. At this moment, the true interior of the city wall was revealed. As if the eyes of the crowd were blinded by rain, the once clear city wall turned into three illusory shadows, each in gold, silver, and bronze.

Duryodhana stared in disbelief at the scene before him. In front of so many people who had acquired divine power, the city wall was completely intact?

A hearty laugh rang out from the city wall, seemingly mocking someone. Everyone looked up and saw Maya standing atop the wall, laughing heartily.

"You bunch of little brats, you're really making me laugh. You've only obtained a portion of the power, yet you dare to challenge this city. Back then, I, Maya, built the Tripura, which left all the gods helpless. In the end, it was only when Shiva himself intervened that it was destroyed."

With your meager strength, you think you can break through this city wall? A pipe dream! Hahaha!

Duryodhana seeing the Asura on the city wall, Nandi immediately shouted angrily:

"Despicable wretch, you've actually joined forces with the Asura? You bastards are destined to be cursed by the gods! If you still wish to seek the protection of the gods and retain your dignity as humans, then kill this Asura and leave the city he built!"

Duryodhana's words caused a great stir, with many people echoing his sentiments. Upon hearing this, Maya laughed even louder.

"Fools, do you think I built this city wall? I am just a teacher here, while the city wall was built bit by bit by my students."

You humans are truly strange. These people are so hardworking and resilient, yet you persecute them. And you kings, who devote the entire nation's resources to this, cannot even break down the walls built by these so-called 'lowly people'.

If I were you, I'd be so ashamed I'd kill myself, hahaha!

A king below shouted at Maya, "Maya, you should be the one who commits suicide! You, an Asura, are protecting humans? Do you think your Asura companions will still recognize you when they find out?"

Why don't you give up being Asura and try to become human through ascetic practices?

After hearing this, Maya's laughter stopped. He looked at the king below with a faint look, his eyes were very complicated, containing emotion, sympathy and contempt.

"What's wrong with me protecting these people? Since the great war between the Asura and the gods, I've been living as a dependent. Only here have these people heard my knowledge, called me teacher, brought me food and water, and given me respect that no one else has ever given me."

Since that's the case, they are my disciples, and I will stand here!

And what about you? Look at what you're doing right now! You humans are wielding weapons, exhausting your resources and using the power of the gods, just to kill your own kind?

I feel sorry for you!